I have decided to record and share this series of recurring dreams I have on a regular basis.
These are
Lucid Dreams meaning that I have control over what's going on... Most of it anyway.
They all take place in this nice resort named above with my friends there (strangely not my family), and at one point or another I have to take the glass elevator in the lobby to get places in there. And it is when I'm am in the elevator that things get interesting because I meet strange and wonderful characters.
I have used these dreams to possibly understand who I really am deep down, as some of the characters appear to know me better than I know myself.
I have put each of them in a spoiler and I have plenty to share so expect this updated simi regularly
The Centaur Librarian
This one is simple. A rather hot Librarian Centaur woman asked me why I only check out certain kinds of books from the library. I think I had a manga and a romance novel in my hand as those are my favorite kinds of books. She said I need to check out more kinds of books before handing me the hotel library card and getting off to go to the cafe.
I'm still not sure what to interpret "books" as. I don't know if she really meant books or of books means something else I may be picky about, but I suppose the point of the dream was to tell myself I shouldn't be so picky about whatever it is I'm picky about.
The Sun, The Moon, and 38 Pikes
This one was just strange. The God of the Sun and his wife, the Goddess of the Moon came aboard the elevator from the 12th floor to go to the pool. What I was not expecting for them to have 38 children, all named Pike. The kids acted as excited kids do and despite all the chaos the Godly parents were so happy and proud of their children.
The only thing I can recall about when this dream happened was that I was about 17 and wanted a babysitting job and that this dream put me in high spirits just seeing the two parents able to deal with 38 kids and still be happy and have a loving relationship (I forgot to mention the Moon Goddess wanting to make out a bit with her husband and have a 39th kid)
Emotion of Sadness
This one was a bit odd to me. I met myself on the elevator, only she was very sad and depressed. Once the doors closed she asked me to kill her. Obviously I refused and tried to cheer her up. That made her start to cry. She was begging for me to give her the worst possible fate there and now. Why? We'll apparently she didn't want to "get in my way anymore" and that she deserved a slow, brutal, and painful death by my hand and my hand alone
I just couldn't do it. I have her a big hug and while it didn't cheer her up at all I know it did something good. She ran off crying down the hall at her stop.
I know the reason I spared her. She is the emotion of sadness inside me, and if I killed her, it would mean giving up some of my humanity. Besides, as miserable as it is, I believe sadness is actually a good thing. Too much of a good thing though...
The Suntanning Mermaid
So this one involves a mermaid from the indoor pool. The pool has a glass roof so you can suntan in the afternoon. I don't know why but the rule is you have to be nude to enter the tanning area.
I found a mermaid calling for help from the suntanning area. She was stuck because she had no hands and pranksters set her out of the hot tub she's usually in. She enjoyed the tan at first, but it was high noon and really hot in the area. Poor thing though she was going to dry out. I recall she was a child. I decided to get her out of there and put her back in her room, maybe run her a cool bath. I carried her to the elevator.
It got weird here. I don't know what sense to make of it. Half the elevator flooded with water because I was heading to floor negative 2, AKA the Ocean Floor where the aquarium and aquatic residents reside. She started humming a beautiful rendition of various nursery rhymes until we got to her floor. The doors opened and the halls were lightly flooded. I put her in her room and ran the cool bath, but she wouldn't let go. She didn't have hands but her slightly deformed arms held tight, so I had to take the bath with her.
I got kisses on the cheek and she called me "mome" a lot. Then her mother swam in and took it from there, and gave me 40 dollars and a fancy shell bra as thanks for saving her kid.
i don't remember exactly what was said.
In the elevator my friends and I met and angel and a demon. They had many arms, but for one of them you could see their hands were fused together. The whole elevator ride, and even down the hall, the thing was reading our minds and speaking them aloud. The angel spoke of the good things we thought of each other, only to be countered by the demon who spoke all the negitive thoughts.
We were also hushed if we so much as thought about talking back. It was awkward. Eventually I started thinking negatively of the demon and he picked up on that and had a jolly laugh. That was the funniest part, the rest was just awkward. This dream is the reason I never want to be psychic. Everyone is entitled to their own thoughts
